After the sunset.
Summary: The adventure had ended, and Zak was sure he would see his friends again. Until some letter from the past had been found and addressed to him.
This is a sad angst history! T from many things.
If he had been honest with himself, he wouldn't have done it if he had known how much would hurt later.
But Zak had wanted to go home and see his dad, and he was so sure that the guys needed to do the same: go home and see their family.
He had known that they would not see each other for a long time, but he was so sure that they would find each other, and they would talk, play, make some stupid things and then… they would do a little travel around the seas only for the good times.
But he had forgotten something very important.
They were all from different times.
Hell even from different worlds.
The day was clear, a hot clear day in summer that was perfect to do some surfing, but still, he had somehow ended up on the couch, changing channels on the tv, with a bowl of popcorn and a soda can.
It had been over six months since he had come back from the triangle and it had been a strange going back to normal after so many adventures, magic, surprise attacks, and Wayfinder.
But he had seceded to be only a surfer and a tourist guide. Rent some surfboards and tell scary stories about the triangle.
Stories he now knew were real and that no one would be disappearing in it soon.
He had got back to school and had helped more with the housework.
He had been one hell of months but now it was okay, he had come to terms with his new lifestyle and was enjoying some relaxation time in front of the tv. Now only if an interesting thing would come up?
His desires were responded because somehow he saw an underwater statue of his second in command and best female friend in the triangle. Cece.
"what …" the boy had changed it back to the channel and raised the volume.
"and now we can see how the explorer is doing the okay to put the statue up. Ladies and gentlemen this is history! We are seeing how the first royal atlantean reliquee is being brought to the surface in ages."
"Oh they had it right. Cece is a princess. I wonder what other things they found"
"its appears that the statue is a value of some sort. From the x-ray it contains important documents, books and what appears to be a metal stone with some symbol carved in it. This statue of Princess Corolia Lehuih it's going to be examined in the College of"
Zak had started lahung at the intent of saying the name of his friend.
The noise made his dad come to see what was going out.
"Zak, what are you seeing?"
"Oh hello dad, it just that haha they found something that belongs to Cece and they can't say her name"
The man closed the distance and saw the tv.
In it they were showing a big statue of a pretty fish like woman, it had a crown and a glare that demanded respect.
"So she looked like that?" The man had heard a lot for that woman thanks to the tales of his soon.
"Yup. But that statue is nothing compared to her. She is amazing! She was a proud Atlantean and would do anything to protect her people"
"The value had been open! Inside are documentes, a strange weapon? " The news narrator started talking again and the two males put his attention back on the tv.
They were showing some books, letters, some weapons and wayfinders instruments.
"oh! That was the thing that Caramba made! That other is an emotional flute! It helps to make your point with almost all the creatures. And this one is Cece's favorite. It could be anything! Its shots, become an arrow, and it can make a soga to attach something!" the boy explained to his old man the things they were showing on the tv.
"and there appears to be a will… in modern english?! Okay yes. The investigators can confirm its age, but still, it has some code in what we assume is Atlantean lenguish, mixed with modern English. They will read it."
That was a little strange, why would Cece do that?.
Zak was more than sure that it would be something important so he put more attention to the show. After all, he knows about Atlantean codes.
"To the one that finds my value.
Please, take this to my Capitan, best friend, and little brother C. Zak Storm.
If I remember well, he would live in an aisle in front of the triangle of Bermudas.
If you are a man of science, then feel free to take the green books. I trust the rest of my value to my friend and captain.
DO NOT TOUCH THE CONTENER. NEITHER DO THE LETTER ATTACHED TO THIS WILL. It's FOR ZAK TO OPEN AND ONLY HIM!
Attached you can find a drawing of him from my memories.
May the 7cs are going to make the storm again."
The rest of the letter was not read because it was coded, but Zak could read it.
And what he read made him cry.
"zak? What's wrong?"
"Cece… s she is gone… she… Dad, I had th.. They were from different times. Even Caramba is in a different word"